This is the first time I’ve made a dark-skin tattooed lady. Getting things dyed to colors that work for skin tones is a real challenge.
I embroidered her hair design.
This outdoor photo shows the color in her pants the best. Pretty fancy!
I’m making a range of fellows for a project I have in mind- so now, a green man.
March is giving us a rough time here in Boston. After a number of single degree nights, the poor crocus that bloomed at the end of February are now mushy blobs of color, peeking through the snow. Tomorrow we are suppose to have a blizzard so no more pics for a few days. That’s winter in New England.
I’m a little worried that his hair wandered over into Mr. T territory. I never notice this stuff until I am looking at the photos.
Architecture on his arms-
Thank you for all the support from yesterday’s post- it really helps to know that I am part of a caring community around the world.
If you will be offended by reading my liberal political views, you can skip this post.
The man with Mount Rushmore tattoos that I posted yesterday had a long wait to get finished. I sewed him up last summer but just couldn’t get excited enough to finish him because of what I viewed as his over-the-top patriotic tattoos. We were in the midst of the election season (which I’d been sick of for many months by that time) and once the election was over, I was feeling even worse about him. I’m glad I didn’t just heave him into the trash. My view of things started to change around the time of the Womens’ March in January.
I started thinking of the Pledge of Allegiance. As children, we recited it every school morning and I don’t think I have thought about it for years. But those words, Liberty and Justice for all– they kept buzzing around in my head. And then apparently, I’ve reevaluated my definition of patriotism. Oddly, I’ve never in my life felt so patriotic. When so many of the things that I believe represent the good of this country are under threat, everything looks different. And every day-
The level of crazy that is happening every day continues to be a creativity killer. I am still finding the crisis mode to be distracting and exhausting. But, I push on because those times when I succeed in getting lost in my work are like a brain refresh.
So many things- the tide of hate that this president unleashed starting so long ago during his campaign, the work to destroy protections for our environment, the abandoning of science-based policy decision making, turning public education into a profit center for a very few, (actually working to make just about every part of the government into a profit-maker for a few,) alienating so many of our allies, the whole Russia connection, and health care, and all the lies. And the tax returns. And Twitter. omg
My goal is to do a political post approximately once a month. It is my contribution to #resist and #persist.